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The only person that listens to me is my external dialogue You call it schizophrenia, I call it a duologue But in reality it's just, it's just that in a group of two I am my own leader, subject, enemy and compeer Born out of a fear of being alone, my mind began to sere And unintentionally planted a voice into each cerebral hemisphere
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 9:36 PM UTC
Duologue
The only person that listens to me is my external dialogue You call it schizophrenia, I call it a duologue But in reality it's just, it's just that in a group of two I am my own leader, subject, enemy and compeer Born out of a fear of being alone, my mind began to sere And unintentionally planted a voice into each cerebral hemisphere
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 9:36 PM UTC
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